Half asleep with the wires running through me.
I'm waiting for the drip to keep its course.
This headache grows out from inside.
This slow hum keeps time.
I'm bled dry on one side.
Staring into the east river makes me numb.
I want to feel its tide pull.
I'm waiting for the drip to keep its course.
This headache grows out from inside.
This slow hum keeps time.
I'm bled dry on one side.
Staring into the east river makes me numb.
I want to feel its tide pull.